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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

There once was a boy who fell in love with a grape. Daily, the purple, juicy roundness of its shape enticed him to feed, but daily he refused to submit. They married, and had strange grape-human children. Sadly, they devoured themselves within days of delivery. The boy knew it was an unnatural life that he lived, yet to it, he was committed, and to his decision he would stand.
Friday night, he opened his refrigerator to find a sight he had always longed to see- a bag full of grapes, perfectly ripe and willing to be taken by the handful and consumed hardily.
It was over in minutes. The bag was gone; the red juice dripped attractively from his chins. He reached over to see his love, to explain, she was different! He could never treat her as he did those others, just seconds before. But as he reached, he realized. It was not upon the counter that he left her, but there, upon the sink in which he feasted. There were no grapes left to be seen. The boy had eaten his love, and enjoyed every last drop of it. From that day forward, he resolved never to fall in love with a fruit again, for would always be destined for the most disturbing of failures.

About Me

What is this?

Think of the most exciting movie you have ever seen. Now combine that with skipping rocks on a lake. Add the occasional fight to the death with a ninja-mime (you will lose). Drink an orange cream soda.

That is what this is.

PS.

Feel free to say hi. Make communication. Even if it's unintelligible babbling. Or just sounds. Vrooooom a bit. Yip to your heart's content. I will not stop you.